Chapter 115: We can only tell these private words to ourselves...
This trip to Xuetai lasted three days. In addition to hiking, we also went to the amusement park and the film and television city.
Qianqian cosplayed as Bai Suzhen and chose a costume of Xiaoqing for Song Keling.
Song Keling asked her if it was suitable for her to wear Xiaoqing.
Qianqian looked at her seriously, thought it was appropriate, and nodded. The next second, she was tapped on the forehead.
Qianqian clutched her forehead and quickly said to the staff, "Those who choose Xu Xian, choose Xu Xian. Give her Xu Xian!"
Damn it! Didn’t Song Keling say that she should be more restrained and subdued when outside and in front of others?
She dresses as Bai Suzhen and Song Keling dresses as Xu Xian, which is equivalent to coming out in public!
Aren’t you afraid of this?
Qianqian had no idea that taking photos was not a big deal. Besides, the Xu Xian in the Legend of White Snake she saw was actually a female actress.
All in all, the few days at Xuetai were wonderful.
For Qianqian, this was a happier time than when she was in the Summer Resort.
Not having to go to school is the number one reason for happiness.
Another big reason is that I feel that Song Keling’s coming to Taiwan to study is to bring me back to my parents’ home!
After humans get together, they have to return home.
After this trip, Qianqian was so used to the filters of her hometown that she felt it was nothing special. She no longer wanted to take Song Keling to live in the mountains as a snake. It was still more fun in the city.
The remaining small reasons were that they didn't have to worry about Brother Song's troubles, Song Keling didn't have to work late in the school laboratory, and they could eat all kinds of delicious food.
If only life could always be this happy!
Qianqian lay on the bed in the hotel, "It's simply heaven!"
Song Keling came out of the bathroom and wiped her hair. Seeing the child sighing again, she held back her smile and went to look for the hair dryer, but it seemed to be broken.
Song Keling said, "I'll ask the hotel for a new hair dryer."
Qianqian turned over comfortably and said, "Go, go~"
"Forget it, I won't go. I'll call the front desk and ask someone to send it over." Song Keling sat down on the edge of the bed, her hair still wet, and picked up the phone in the room with one hand.
The wet long hair was wiped into a mess. Once she stopped wiping, water droplets gathered from the hair and slowly flowed down, adhering to the tips of the hair.
Qianqian was originally lying in the middle of the big bed. Seeing this, she gently bent her soft waist and came behind Song Keling.
She gently raised her fingertips to catch the water droplets that were about to fall from the tips of her hair.
It’s cool and fragrant.
Qianqian's eyes rolled around with some ill intentions.
"Yes, room 2402." Song Keling was still communicating with the hotel front desk when she felt Qianqian coming up from behind.
Thinking it was just ordinary clinginess, she held Qianqian's hand and continued talking to the front desk.
Suddenly, I was kissed on the ear.
Song Keling was stunned for a moment, and was bitten again.
Song Keling forced herself to concentrate and thanked the receptionist. Then she hung up the phone and threw the person onto the big bed. "What are you doing, huh? You're not behaving well."
Qianqian was pressed down, and seeing Song Keling's long hair hanging down like a cool little curtain, her eyes sparkled, "Song Keling, can we do it in the bathtub?"
Song Keling paused, "What are you thinking about?"
"Please, please, please." Qianqian is very good at acting coquettishly and is very flexible. She wraps her legs around Song Keling's waist and almost hangs on her.
Song Keling leaned down, her ears slightly red, and compromised, saying that it was okay, but she couldn't wait here and had to go back.
"Why?"
"I don't want to stay in the hotel." Although this is a five-star hotel and there is no need to worry about hygiene, she has a psychological obsession with cleanliness, just like she will bring disposable duvet covers and sheets when she goes out.
Qianqian didn't want it right away. Her almond-shaped eyes were moist and only had Song Keling in her eyes. She just looked at her and confessed, "I just like the way you look when you're wet."
Song Keling was silent for two seconds, then she let out a soft "hmm" sound, and her neck began to turn red.
But it turns out that adults tend to overthink.
Qianqian reached out and held Song Keling's wet hair, twisting it around with her slender white fingertips, looking focused and fond.
After Song Keling realized that she had misunderstood, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Can you play with your own hair without hair?"
"Mine is different." Qianqian looked at her, "Yours is more fun."
Song Keling kissed her without saying a word.
Qianqian felt that Song Keling did not agree with her statement. After being kissed, she tried to find evidence and said, "Just like you have breasts, why don't you touch your own breasts instead of mine?"
"Shh...shh."
Qianqian tilted her head: "Can't you tell me?"
Song Keling blushed and whispered, "We can't speak so loudly. This kind of private talk can only be told to ourselves."
Qianqian said she still didn't quite understand the human sense of shame. She said, "But we're the only ones in this room. Is there anyone else?"
Song Keling had no choice but to change her words: "Don't tell others about it."
"We are in the room."
“Only in our house.”
Qianqian thought about it and gave up because this was not their home.
The doorbell rang and it was room service coming to deliver the hairdryer.
When Qianqian heard that it was Song Keling who wanted to blow dry her hair, she hugged her tightly like a koala, "Don't blow dry it, don't blow dry it, just wet it!"
"Okay." Song Keling said, "But you can't let others wait outside, right? I'll bring it in first, but I won't blow dry my hair."
But how can you not blow dry your hair after taking a shower?
After playing with Qianqian all day, Song Keling would become so sleepy that her eyelids would droop as soon as she was not stimulated.
After taking a shower, she just wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep with her girlfriend. After she had rested up enough, she would continue to have fun with her girlfriend the next day.
Life is not so lively and non-stop.
Now Qianqian doesn't agree to let her blow-dry, so she can't lie down on the big bed to sleep, and can only sit on the big sofa in the living room of the suite.
Qianqian sat on her face to face, and the two of them hugged each other.
Song Keling yawned, burying her chest in front of Qianqian, and said sleepily, "Qianqian, I'm so sleepy. Have you had enough fun?"
Qianqian said generously: "It's okay, Song Keling, you go to sleep!"
She doesn't need Song Keling to be awake.
Song Keling yawned again and was about to fall asleep leaning against Qianqian.
Qianqian ran her fingers through Song Keling's wet long hair.
Song Keling had just combed her hair and then messed it up with her fingers, but it only looked messy. Her fingers could still pass through the hair smoothly, and then she could hold the wet and cool tips of the hair and gently lift them up.
If in water.
She was about to turn back into a snake.
Wrap it around Song Keling like hair.
She wanted Song Keling to only see her, and she also wanted Song Keling to blush, pant, and scream loudly.
But we can only talk about these things when we get home.
Because it's a private conversation.
Song Keling is too shy.
Why are humans so shy?
But she also likes the shy Song Keling!
After spending another day at Xuetai, they had visited almost all the scenic spots in and outside the city. Their vacation was almost over, so they finally set off to return to Xincheng.
Qianqian was very excited all the way because she thought about the many things she could do when she got home.
But Song Keling had dealt with a lot of piled-up laboratory work the night before and had to catch the train this morning, so she had fallen asleep by now.
Qianqian didn't want to wake her up, so she could only watch the movie on her phone.
There were games in the movie recommendation column, so she started playing games again.
It was a 55 competitive game. As she was a newbie, she played very badly and kept dying. Someone started scolding her, but Qianqian couldn't scold back as she was slow at typing. She felt very upset. Fortunately, someone else in the team scolded back for her.
Qianqian was very grateful to her teammates and invited them to join the team, hoping that they could play together.
The other party replied with a string of ellipsis and asked if he could turn on the microphone.
Qianqian asked what open microphone was.
Song Keling had a dream. In the dream, Qianqian was particularly clingy to her. Her eldest brother saw it and was quite dissatisfied. He said, "I didn't expect you to like such a person. Don't you feel you have no freedom?"
She wondered what freedom was. If possible, she would like to do nothing.
Like the ancient tyrants who were only obsessed with beauty.
Just kidding, of course.
However, Song Keling also came to her senses after her elder brother's advice. She realized that she was indeed too excited and needed to calm down a little, so she discussed it with Qianqian.
Qianqian said: "Okay!"
Qianqian added, "Finally, I don't have to accompany you all day!"
Then Song Keling watched Qianqian run away, running towards someone else, leaving her alone.
Song Keling was awakened by this dream. She opened her eyes and found herself still on the train. Qianqian beside her whispered, "I'll be with you, I'll be with you."
It was just a dream after all. How could Qianqian not accompany her?
Thinking about this, Song Keling thought something was wrong. She was sleeping just now, who was Qianqian talking to? She turned her head and saw Qianqian wearing headphones and a game screen on her phone.
The child didn't finish his words, and the next sentence was: "I'll accompany you to the opposite jungle area."
Song Keling: “…” Not only playing games, but also playing with others.
"What are you playing?" Song Keling deliberately leaned closer and said, "Baby, when did you learn to play games?"
Qianqian was focused on the game and replied, "I just learned it today. Someone is teaching me!"
"Then take me with you too."
"Wait a moment, wait until I finish this team battle."
Seeing that her girlfriend was so absorbed in playing games that she paid only a fraction of her attention to herself, Song Keling rubbed her head and said, "Don't look at your phone like that when you're in the car. It'll make your eyesight worse."
Qianqian nodded and agreed.
Get off at the stop.
Qianqian was still controlling the opposite side. It was Song Keling who brought the people off the bus. The same thing happened when they left the ticket gate and when they got on the bus.
Song Keling: "Your game takes so long?"
"It's almost there, the other side is getting faster."
Song Keling found that Qianqian had learned a lot of words that she didn't quite understand. At her age, many people around her played this kind of mobile game with divided lanes and team battles, but she had never played it.
There is so much knowledge waiting for people to absorb, dig out and explore.
How could she waste her time on a useless game? To put it bluntly, it was just a string of virtual data, and it would be meaningless if the data collapsed.
But her girlfriend is addicted to games...
"Song Keling, I'm done!" Qianqian took off her headphones and said to Song Keling, "Download the game on your phone. My friends and I are waiting for you."
"Friends." Song Keling said sourly, "Just playing a couple of games makes us friends."
Qianqian didn't notice anything wrong and said, "Sister Lulu is a very skilled player."
Song Keling continued to murmur sarcastically: "She's still a sister..."
The 5G network speed is fast, and the somewhat large game can be downloaded. However, the game icon looks very out of place among Song Keling's series of academic-related software.
"Qianqian, your friend still has to go through the tutorial after downloading the game. Let's play another one."
"No need." Song Keling had asked Qianqian for a pair of headphones a while ago. Sure enough, she heard a female voice on the other end, calling Qianqian in a very intimate and smooth manner. She said calmly, "I asked my friend for the number."
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